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From Hibernation

Hail Brave Hearts

The sleepy winter fades with the melting snow.  Snug bugs and amphibians stir beneath the thawing soil.  The deep freeze is vanishing as warm winds blow and temperatures rise.  The freeze and thaw of this years winter has kept us alert to weather changes.  Plunging minuses to optimistic pluses have been a earmark of this winters climatic fluctuations.  Snow, thaw, snow, thaw, ice.  On it goes, to April snowstorms and nesting birds, freeze, melt, but they sing anyway and herald in the new spring.

Slowly the ground wakes up and tiny hibernating creatures emerge from the soil.  Ponds start to live again and sap runs in the trees.  Our own stock of gifts from the natural bounty is nearly diminished.  That last spoonful of jam has melted into the toast and the yummy, sugary fruit of last year is now devoured.  Time for something new.

A huff of breath sounds in the wild as an awakening giant opens his eyes.  Spring.  The last of the belly fat, stored for winters long nap, has finally been absorbed.  Thin and hungry and very large, but alive again, the sleepy beast puts a nose out.  Is it cold out there?  Hmmm.  Thinking, thinking, what to do.  How hungry?  But the sun is shining, it feels OK, it will get warmer and there must be bugs somewhere.

The lumbering old beast sniffs the ground, but not far from home.  It’s not time to venture far yet, just enough for a public appearance, a photo shoot, a pose to show off the massive hulk of this animal, an announcement of this years fame and fortune to some.  A feat of his own development, as this aged animal reappears again to fight and bully and dominate his world.  Smiling at us, we smile back at him and dub him  “The Boss”

‘The Al Capone of Banff National Park’: veteran grizzly bear ‘The Boss’ still on top

He vanishes back to his home.  The warm hollow of his den keeps him safe and warm until he’s able to find enough food to keep him warm during nights of minus temperatures.   Then he can wander and show off.

His area is a protected land, but his life is wild and free.  He roams where he will and survives as his species adaptation allows.

Soon the spring meadows will awaken with flowers.  Bees will rise from winters’ sleep to swarm the fields for pollen and nectar.   Honey in the honey pot, from natures garden of different species of wild flowers.  Dandelion, fireweed, wildflower mix, the commonplace clover are sweet and bountiful, providing a source of nutrition for the beasts of the great wild and for us.  We need this too.  The sweet treat of wild honey, the beauty of the spring garden.  The world awakens to new nutritional value for us and the food supply increases with fresh harvest.

Soon we will plant our seeds and find our recipes for jam and pie.  Replenish the larder.  That last spoonful of jam, a decadent delight will soon make way for this years treasures.  Labours of love, the finest that we can eat, from the wild to your table, farm to table or your garden to table.

Spring is in the air, the treats are near

written by Dr. Louise Hayes

April 12.2026

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Keep Your Cool

Hail Brave Hearts

It is with gladness and praises that spring rolls in. The blanket is tossed and the sun pours in. Tiny shoots of spring plants and tiny dear little animals, mating parents and song, all sing to the praises of spring. The chorus of joy to be free, the song of beginning and new again. The Earth sheds her warm winter coat and the sun plays warm, hide and seek games. Today the heat, tomorrow the rain, and all of a sudden it’s winter again. The magic of the emotion, the fire, the pestilence, the storm, all of us sheltered from the elements of changes in the weather. Today it’s hot, tomorrow it’s cold, fluctuating frequently, the great planet changes. The winds of change can be perilous and the world we know challenges us. What once was a fine science has become difficult, back to the world of pioneers. Where once there was reasonable accuracy, now may be more imprecise.

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It snowed in July, but that happens sometimes, with localized storms and squalls. A gust of wind, a freak of nature, uprooting the forest and it falls. Soon we’ll be planting our gardens, with the promise of springtime warmth. The frost and temperature dropping, could change this habit too. The trees are budding, the sap is running,the snow is starting to fall. A test of these plants hardiness as natures imbalance collides. Warm, cold, warm, cold as the daytime temperature rises and falls. No heat from the sun on this blustery, wintry, spring day. Stay inside and enjoy the comforts of home.

Climate change is with us, in all of its unpredictable disturbance. The spring came in with warm sunshine, now the wintry season is back. The frost is too deep, the ground is still frozen, the spring buds are taking their time. Where is the song of the migratory birds? So happy and joyous to sing, mating songs of gladness, joy to all, it’s spring.

It’s quiet in the mountains, the ducks and geese fly by, but the accompaniament of songbirds, is still to fill the sky.

Finally it’s warm enough, in the merry month of May, to hang our winter jackets up, roll out the bikes and play. The rivers are slowly filling, the torrents will soon roll in, grab bathing suites and towels, for the beach to wander in. It took a long time this year, but finally we’re free, of winter’s icy cold grip and it’s snowy mastery.

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written by Dr. Louise Hayes

May 12, 2019